Well, since I already posted on that other thread, I might just as well paste it here too.

Full Name:Erethas Greywing
In-Game: Erethas
Nickname: Ere, which he doesn't really like, because many of his friends often say "ere" instead of "here", which confuses him.

Guild: How do you spell 'reduntant'?
Title: When he was in the Defenders of Stormwind, he had the title of First Defender. He doesn't carry any titles these days.

Race: Human from Stormwind
Class: Priest
Professions: If Erethas ever had a true profession, that would be a scribe. Other than that, he has dabbled in alchemy, he was the leader of a military order, and he also served as a priest on special occations.

Age: Thirty something
Sex: Male
Hair: Short, black
Eyes: two. Yes, in a world where every other person is wearing an eye patch, I think specifying the number of eyes is important.
Weight: Less than he wishes he had.
Height: Average.
Garments/Armor: It's a ROBE, not a dress! Black mageweave robe, to be precise.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Personality:
Erethas is a man who always thinks ahead, makes preparations, and considers each possibility carefully before choosing a course of action. He hates it when he has to think fast, but even in such situations he tries to find the optimal solution given the short time.

He rarely jokes, and doesn't speak much. He observes the world around him, and only interferes when he believes there is something that needs fixing. And things need fixing very often it seems.

The highest values he believes in is the laws of Stormwind, serving the King, and ensuring the safety of the kingdom.

Recently he has started to become a little paranoid, as a result of his experimenting with the Shadow.

History: He was born in SouthShore to refugees from Stormwind. His mother could not bear a child, so his parents promised their first born to the Church of the Light if she could get pregnant. So, at the age of ten, he had to leave SouthShore, and was taken to Stormwind to train as a paladin. However, he was physically frail, and had more interest in the studying of the holy scriptures than the martial side of paladin training. This caused him to become more and more distanced with the other students, and during his teens got involved with a youth gang after he healed their leader.

After an incident which I will not describe here (hey, there are some things that I will only tell to close friends of Erethas), he was taken to Northshire in a comatose state. After he recovered, he became catatonic for many months, and it required great willpower, faith in the Light, and a vow of celibacy to leave that state. He continued his study of the Holy Light, and when he reached the age of 20 he left the Abbey. He wandered around the Kingdom working as a scribe, until he joined the Defenders of Stormwind

Age: 2275
Sex: Female
Hair: Dark blue-ish grey.
Eyes: Pale blue
Weight: Never you mind!
Height: Tall
Garments/Armor: Gladiator, but seen dressed down in a waistcoat or a robe.
Other: Small thin scar on left cheek.

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: A little eccentric at times, but mostly well-grounded and caring. Likes to be a motherly figure.

History: Most of Voca's early history is unknown, since even she barely remembers most of it. After spending most of her early days as a bit of a party girl, she settled down with her new husband Xandras and started to make a life for herself. Eventually, she gave birth to a daughter, who was named Evalore and grew up to become an aspiring young mage.

However, this ideal life was not to last. The razing of Shattrath brought great tragedy, namely the loss of her father a defiant last stand against the approaching orc horde. Eva also vanished in the panic, and was last seen being tortured to death by the invaders. Shaken badly by these events, Voca rapidly began to lose faith in the Light that had run within her so deeply. It was at that time she first made contact with the wise voices of the Wind, and was inspired to become one with the nature of their new surroundings in Zangarmarsh.

Her training came to immense fruition during the assault upon the Exodar, fighting side-by-side with her husband throughout the attack. Unfortunately, she was split from him by a cruel twist of fate during the final moments of the destructive crash landing on Azeroth.

Since landing, she has taken a great liking to the new world's landscape, often going on long and winding trips around the globe in an effort to see new things. Finally, due to the kind efforts of a destitute young rogue, she was reunited with Xandras, and continues to enjoy her new life on Azeroth.

Other: He got a tatto of a frost wyrm, going down from his shoulder to his hand.

Alignment: Neutral Evil

A neutral evil villain does whatever she can get away with. She is out for herself, pure and simple. She sheds no tears for those she kills, whether for profit, sport, or convenience. She has no love of order and holds no illusion that following laws, traditions, or codes would make her any better or more noble. On the other hand, she doesn’t have the restless nature or love of conflict that a chaotic evil villain has. The criminal who robs and murders to get what she wants is neutral evil. Some neutral evil villains hold up evil as an ideal, committing evil for its own sake. Most often, such villains are devoted to evil deities or secret societies. The common phrase for neutral evil is "true evil." Neutral evil is the most dangerous alignment because it represents pure evil without honor and without variation.

Personality: Bal? got a pretty strange personality, he seems to always be Controlled, althought under the surface his rage is hiding... waiting to burst.

History:

Bal?lor's father was a young warlock by the name of Bil? abbadon, he was known for his work with Demon summoning, and also binding technics...
He was married to a Mage, By the name of Arwian. her last name was never known.
A night, after Bil? and arwian got married, Bil? tried to summon a Nathrezim.
He succeded... But he didn't succed in binding the demon to him.
The Dreadlord, that goes by the name of Nagrazhamir, Just laughed as his attempts.
Then suddenly.. he got a idea, and possesed Bil? so he could move around near the humans, undetected.
He walked into the bedroom, where arwian was sleeping.. and long story short..
After nine months bal?lor was bored.
Not fully human, but still not a Demon since his father was just possesed..
Bal?lor just got some weak Demonic blood running in his veins, Doing nothing really except making his skin harder, and his eyes Glimpsing Black some times...
Anyways, since this Child was a corrupted, they needed to get rid of him.
They put him out on a road, where two paladins travelling found him.
Since they didn't feel any corruption, they took him to the nearest city, where they put him on a orphanage.
Where he grew up...
He left the orphanage when he was seventeen, and started to travel since he always wanted to do that.
About one year later, a succubi from the legion found him, and sensed the Energies hidden deep inside his body.
She told him about it, and he didn't belive her.. so he simply Slayed her.
Since that he has been changing, just abit as the years went by..
Growing taller, and his voice growing more and more darker..
Sometimes, you can feel a Dark presence, Behind him.

I hope I can post here even though I'm not yet in the guild!
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Full Name: Ranger Nilenza Swiftarrow
In-Game: Nilenza
Nickname: Nil

Guild: Rhyme and Punishment (Hopefully!!!)
Title: Kal'serrar (Starblade/Blade of the Stars in Darnassian)

Race: Night Elf
Class: Hunter
Professions: Miner/Skinner

Age: Several thousand years, or if she was a human about 26
Sex: Female
Hair: Silvery white with slightly blue
Eyes: Glowing white
Weight: Ask that again and you'll have an arrow through your forehead. I mean it.
Height: About average for a Kaldorei
Garments/Armour: Usually leather, and quite often bloodstained. She wears robes for special occasions
Other: Her animal companion is a tiger called Isis (I might add another form onto the bottom to talk about her)

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: Nilenza is a good person, but not excessively so. She can be quite mean when it comes to personal matters.

Isis' Appearance: A usual tiger, however she is much sleeker then those found in the wilds of Azeroth. Her coat is more vivid, too, a sign of her health and the care taken over her. Her fangs are pure white usually, but the tips can be bloodied after a day's hunting. Her claws are of deepest ebony, and are sharpened to a fatal point.

Age: 308
Sex: Male
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Golden
Weight: -
Height: -
Garments/Armor: Usually some light leather armor or something more casual if he is staying in a city
Other: He often has a white kitten following him called Sinvar and rides a white saber called Chaori

Alignment: Neutral/neutral

Personality: Fereth is silent and polite and prefers to observe people around him. He is not a person you are likely to notice untill he opens his mouth. His druidic

History: Fereth was born in a druidic family in Moonglade. His family hoped he would follow their footsteps and follow the nature's path, but Fereth didn't find his calling there. He was trained by hunter, but he didn't find his talent as a ranger but as a swordsman.

Fereth fell in love with other young elf called Tild?r, but their families didn?t accept their relationship. That was the main reason why Fereth enlisted to Allianced Forces after Third War. He didn?t wish to be disgrace to his family.

Fereth was sent to help to defend Alterac and protect Stormpike Expedition. He was trained as a scout because of the skills he had learned from his hunter trainer.

One cold morning in one of the valleys of Alterac the horde attacked viciously. The whole battalion was destroyed and those few survivors were taken as prisoners. All except Fereth, who used his skills to hide and ran away from the battle. He was rescued later on, but shame of his cowardice acts prevented him from returning home.

He traveled to south, first to Ironforge and continued to Stormwind, which he recons his new home. Fereth visits Darnassus from time to time, but is feeling more and more comfortable in his new home.

Age: Early 20s
Sex: female
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Bright blue
Weight: Very light, around 7-7 1/2
Height: Short, around 5ft
Garments/Armor: A white outfit when learning at the Cathedral, otherwise mostly brown outfits or a red kilt and vest.
Other: Loves to paint and also loves the colour red.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Personality: Quite bubbly and childish, overly curious but friendly and affectionate. Always smiling
History: Born in Theramore. Never knew her mother and her fisherman father passed away. After a series of events ended up arriving in Stormwind where she threw herself into work and learning.

Personality: Inquisitive, determined, a bit clumsy, neat, worries in a motherly fashion but can easily have a good time, and appreciates good sense of humour. Tries to appear composed and in control, but beneath the surface she often isn't.
Loathes anything to do with authorities or the Cathedral.
Lives under the motto that what you give is what you shall receive.

Guild: No longer in Rhyme and Punishment
Title: None (Just reffered to as 'Fortune and Fame Seeker')

Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Professions: Mining. And random errands.

Age: 20ish
Sex: Female
Hair: Red
Eyes: Blue-grey
Weight: Average
Height: Average
Garments/Armor: Plate or otherwise just comfy clothes, avoids skirts like the plague. ("It's fer sissies!")
Other: Apparently believes she can talk to the frog that follows her around.

Alignment: Whichever is convenient at the time.

Personality: Impulsive, friendly but pretty straight-forward and sometimes blunt. She likes to appear tougher than she really is, hence why she speaks with an fake accent.
Lives under the motto that you live today, not tomorrow.

History: Raised by her parents as they travelled around fixing wagons of merchants. Took up the blade and went her own way. She spent some time aboard a ship to Kalimdor as a stow-away, where she was inspired by the crew's tales... and funny pronunciations.
The frog? Well she got stuck in the swamps for a while, he was her only friend there and he's followed her ever since.

Personality: Caring and devoted to those close to him, he won’t see any harm come to his loved ones and will fight tirelessly for them. A terrible daydreamer, often slipping into his own thoughts and paying little attention. Cheerful and often told he’s cute, he attempts to get a cheap laugh when possible by joking light heartidly about the situation at hand.

History: Lost his parents in the fall of Gnomeregan, self trained in combat but denied the chance to become a Magister like intended. Used his skills taught by his Mother to gain a title of Mekgineer at a young age which he often keeps to himself. With a few failed engagements under his belt, he’s finally on a road to getting the life he always wanted.